So then Olivia is taking down the recipe from Walter, although I don't know why they don't just go over to Costco and get a big vat of horseradish. Meanwhile, the infected people in the building are angrily trying to get out. One dude throws a chair at the glass wall, and the chair just breaks off. Nice of the construction company to use the indestructible glass on the ground floor, but sixteen storeys up, anyone can just throw themselves through the window.
McFadden's making his own plans. He's on the phone, dictating instructions: "After we've notified the families of the deceased, we'll release a statement: 'The virus has been controlled. And we don't have any fear of a further outbreak.'" A giddy Olivia rushes up to tell McFadden that Walter found a cure, and McFadden, not exactly giddy, hangs up the phone and pooh-poohs the list of things Walter needs: "Sulfide base, neuraminidase blocker. We'd need a chemical supply lab. The closest one's in Wellesley ... and several hours to synthesize the antidote." McFadden says they don't have that much time: "That glass isn't gonna hold much longer." Indeed, Peter has picked up a fire extinguisher and his pounding the glass with it. Hey, just have a receptionist run at it, you'll be out in no time!